Hey guys! I decided to post this Nevermore fanfic that I wrote a couple months ago, but didn't finish. I posted it on another website, but...yeah. Anyways, I have like 15 chapters written, but I might change some up. Anyways, enjoy read and review!
Max pov
After yesterday, when Angel-no. I was not going to think about her. Any ways, yesterday we crashed in a hotel room. I wont tell you the specifics, but it was somewhere in Europe. We didn't wake up till' about 1 o'clock. In the afternoon. And even then, it was because I screamed. I bolted upright in bed, panting and soaked through with sweat. "You okay?" said Dylan, coming over and rubbing my back between my wings, the way I liked. The way Fang used to do, which reminded me of my dream...I had been walking in the woods, for some reason with Dylan. It looke like we were collecting wood or something. Suddenly Fang fell from the sky. On top of me. I oofed as the air left me. I felt a surge of happiness, that quickly faded when I looked at his face. He was unconciouss, with a cut on his cheekbone, under his eye, that looked like a red tear drop. He also had a long gash along his wing. His eyelids fluttered and he said "Max..." then blacked out again. I screamed at him to wake up, but apparently hadn't just done so in my dream.
Dylan looked at me and said"Max?" " I'm fine." I replied curtly. Around me I saw that the rest of the flock was getting up, too. Nudge came up to me and said the only short sentance she eversays. "Max? I'm hungry." Iggy was already on his way to the kitchen, saying"on it." I made my way to the kitchen, which was, by the way, dwarf-size. Have I mentioned how sometimes tiny things in Europe aren't always as cute and charming as you may think? I believe I have. I recalled the scene in the 2 by 2ft elevator with Fang, and then after, before he and his gang took off. I almost stared crying again. Gosh, when
had I started getting so sappy and soft? It wasrevolting. I walke over to the puny little table, and sat down to dig into breakfast along with the rest of the flock. After breakfast, we all began to collect our stuff, and I got another surprise. Not necessarilly a good one, either.Max? Do you have a plan? said the ever-present little voice inside my head. I liked to call it, and this took me a lot of thinking, The Voice. Quite creative, no?
Wow, voice, long time no annoy. I thought, It happens that I do have a plan. we were just about to go to my moms house to see if there were any more leads as to where my mom, Jeb, an Ella are. It surprised me once again by saying Good plan, Max. Well, wasnt today just full of surprises? But, Max, I know where thay are already. Thier at the school. The first one. The one where everything began. Oh. joy. Just what every girl wants, to revisit the place where they became a flying bird kid mutant freak. "Come on,guys. We're going to the school. To save my mom, Jeb, and Ella." Without wating for a reply I turned and jumped out the window, flock in tow. I was feeling free and relativley happy with the wind blowing through my hair when the voice spoke up again. Oh, and Max? Angel is there , too.